I opened my heavy eyes and sat up. I was sitting on a hospital bed. I looked around me. At the edge of the hospital bed sat an extremely—when I say extremely, I mean it-- handsome man.
"Morning Sleeping Beauty." He said, flashing me a dazzling smile.
"Do I know you?" I asked, trying not to sound rude.
He laughed. "I don't know. Do you?" he asked teasingly. He scooted closer to me, and I, surprised by the sudden closeness, scooted farther back into my pillow.
"Perhaps I should refresh your memory." He said with a smile in his voice. He leaned in closer to me and I let out a little scream.
His face contorted into confusion, then fear.
"Bella? …Bella, do you really not remember me?" he asked in a quiet fearful voice. I shook my head. He looked at me worriedly. "You're not lying...are you." he said, though it wasn't a question. I shook my head again, and he put his face in his pale hands. "Great." He muttered. Just then, the door opened and Charlie walked in, carrying a paper bag from Wendy's.
"Bella! You're up! Are you okay, sweetie?" he asked setting his food down on the table near him, and then coming up to me. He looked at the guy and then at me looking puzzled. "Are you okay, Edward?" he asked, though it sounded like he couldn't care less as to whether or not he was alright.
"She doesn't remember me..." he muttered. At first, Charlie looked shocked, but then he looked almost gleeful. The man whose name, I'm assuming is Edward let out a loud sigh. "You don't remember Edward?" he asked. He was practically beaming at this point.
"No…dad, where am I?"
"At the hospital…" he said slowly. "Wait, how far back do you remember?" he asked, his hand poised in the air. I shrugged.
"Baby, what's the last thing you remember?" Charlie asked a little worried now.
"Um…mom telling me that Phil got a job offer, or something.."
"What year is it?" Edward asked seriously.
"Um…2007?" I asked. Charlie raised his eyebrows.
"Bella…" Edward said hesitantly, "Its 2009…"
"Yeah, right, sure. And you're saying that I slept through two years?"
"Uh, no… I think you've forgotten…as in lost your memory?" Edward said slowly.
I looked at my dad, for he wasn't much of a liar. "Really, dad?"
He nodded his head sadly. "Think so, sweetie."
Edward was off the bed in a little graceful leap. "I'll go get Carlisle." He said, leaving the room in a flash.
Charlie let out a sigh and sat on the bed. "So you really don't remember the Cullens? At all?" I shook my head again.
"Who's Carlisle?" I asked.
"Edward's dad…and your doctor—"he was cut off when Edward entered the room followed by another very handsome yet pale man. They did sort of look related…. They had the same pale skin, and dark circles under their eyes, but that was it. How could this man, who looked to be in his early 20's be Edwards father when Edward looked about 17 himself?
I shrugged, maybe it was some anti-aging thing or whatever. Carlisle walked over to my bedside and crossed his arms.
"So, Bella, my name is Carlisle Cullen, I am your doctor…. Could you please tell me what the last thing you remember is?"
"My mom telling me about Phil getting a job offer." I repeated.
"Do you know where Forks is?" he asked.
"Sure, it's where my dad lives."
"Where do you live?" he asked.
"Phoenix."
He shook his head. "Bella, you live in Forks with your father. You've been living here for a year or so…"
"But I don't remember…" I said childishly. Had I really lost my memory? No, how could that be? Surely, I would remember some blackness or something.
"So…I forgot 1 whole year of my life?" Carlisle nodded solemnly.
"Well, that's just fantastic." I muttered, sarcastic.
"Hm…I'll have Edward and Alice….um, Edward's sister fill you in. they'll tell you whatever they know that you missed. Is that alright with you?" he asked.
"Um…okay?"
"And Jake too." Charlie said sternly.
"Of course, Chief Swan." Carlisle said with a little smile. Edward's worried look turned into one of amusement, but only for a second.
"I'll go call them." Carlisle said walking out of the room. Edward quickly followed him, leaving me and Charlie alone sitting their awkwardly.
